Class Ring Poem by Hali Curtis

Class Ring

Rating: 5.0

Close to the door he paused to stand
as he took her class ring off her hand
all who were watching did not speak
as a silent tear ran down his cheek
and through his mind memories ran
of moments they walked and laughed in the sand but now
her eyes were so terribly cold
for he would never again have her to hold
they watched in silence as he bent near
and whispered the words, 'I Love You' in her ear
he touched her face and started to cry
as he put on his ring and wanted to die
and just then the wind began to blow
as they lowered her casket in the snow
this is what happens to a man alive
when friends let friends drink and drive

By: Author unknown

Juanita Lopez 02 September 2022

This isn't a drink an drive poem, I'm 50 years old an read this poem when I was in grade school. What makes you believe this is drinking an driving? Cause you need clout?

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Sofia Lopez 02 September 2022

You did not write this poem, for all you ppl who believe this check in 'Teen Angel' magazine poems. This has been changed an being a DONT DRINK AN DRIVE ADVERSMENT? Please another white person stealing our work!

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Rommel Filoteo 19 April 2008

I have felt with in me a deep-seated hurt that knows no end. Over and over, we just played out what had transpired between us and them. We just to kept telling to ourself, maybe we could have done something more to have them see that we needed them in our life. God bless you always! You have this wonderful gift of feeling the strings attached in every poem you write and in every poem you read. Keep it up co'z I always believe in you! Rommel

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Hali Curtis

Hali Curtis

las vegas, Nevada
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